The prettiest of them all is a girl who is pretty on the inside.

The heart dies a slow death, shedding each hope like leaves until one day there are none. No hopes. Nothing remains.

Some people have difficulty telling the difference between something great and something they've simply heard of.

She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

I've lived my life again just telling it to you.

Even stone can be worn down with enough rain.

Water is powerful. It can wash away earth, put out fire, and even destroy iron.